I’m up early today. While I’m sipping enviably on a sweet cup of steaming kohlrabi, it isn’t that which motivated my arising. It was the myalgias; the pains in my hamstrings and low back were relentless, nagging and unrelievable.
No caffeine for one week.
Just to ensure that I wasn’t ignoring my body’s indication that I was in the last throes of the dying process, I googled the symptoms of caffeine withdrawal. It’s all there. The headache (which has now dissipated, thankfully). The profound sleepiness. The constipation (which we’ll just acknowledge and move on…) The lack of concentration (Ah-ha! So that’s why my boat hit that rock in the river yesterday.)
And the muscle pains and cramps. There, in black and white for all to see. The affirmation that the source of this pain, my pain, is identifiably harmless, and that all this will be temporary, is reassuring. All I need now will be positive affirmations and indifference to taste, to make it through the next 51 weeks.
Gerard’s Blog: Symptomatic Addict
I’m up early today. While I’m sipping enviably on a sweet cup of steaming kohlrabi, it isn’t that which motivated my arising. It was the myalgias; the pains in my hamstrings and low back were relentless, nagging and unrelievable.
No caffeine for one week.
Just to ensure that I wasn’t ignoring my body’s indication that I was in the last throes of the dying process, I googled the symptoms of caffeine withdrawal. It’s all there. The headache (which has now dissipated, thankfully). The profound sleepiness. The constipation (which we’ll just acknowledge and move on…) The lack of concentration (Ah-ha! So that’s why my boat hit that rock in the river yesterday.)
And the muscle pains and cramps. There, in black and white for all to see. The affirmation that the source of this pain, my pain, is identifiably harmless, and that all this will be temporary, is reassuring. All I need now will be positive affirmations and indifference to taste, to make it through the next 51 weeks.